Bone Thugs N Harmony Creepin On Ah Come Up lyrics

Bone Thugs N Harmony Creepin On Ah Come Up lyrics

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Bone Thugs N Harmony Creepin On Ah Come Up lyrics

Send "Bone Thugs N Harmony Creepin On Ah Come Up" Ringtone to your Cell Devilish Eazy-E Voice Right about now, Thugs~N~Harmony is on a come up, so to all you bustas out there, beware. Bizzy Stalkin` gat fools, walkin` jack moves. [*4] Krayzie Woke up this morning with the thought of robbin` a bank to get rich. Ain`t ate in days so it ain`t no thang to click click, bitch, gimme your shit. Fresh out the pen, and I`m low on ends, fuck calm, I tried to stay thug. Got flowin` skills, but nigga, they bitches, now I just can`t buy my bud. With my steel, grabbed the 44 Mag` plus a sack, and I snag my leather rag. Can`t reveal when I glide with the moneybag, ride to the hide`, count my flags. I be livin` on the darkside, and I can`t escape, some say it`s a phase. If it is, only way I`m gonna survive is if I play with my gauge. It`s a raid. Put your face to pave. If you try to play brave, you`ll get slayed. Pull down them shades, empty your pockets, watches, jewels, and you`ll be safe. I snatched the clerk up by her neck, put the gun in her mouth and said, `Bitch, you better move quick back to the safe, if you wanna be killed try some stupid shit.` `And pushin` that panic switch will get you nowhere but hell.` Trail to the back with the money in the sack, l ocked `em all in the vault, time to bail. Well, tickets I`m out the door, hopped in the smug, and I break fast. Get to my pad, sit back and laugh, loc`d out as I flip through my cash. At last, nigga made good, and I got away smooth. Now, I`m straight. Covered my tracks, only description is that nigga with that leather face, fool. I gotta get mine, and if you stall, then I`m gunnin`. Just work your job, get paid. I`ll rob ya. See, a nigga creep on ah come up. Bizzy Stalkin` gat fools, walkin` jack moves. [*4] Layzie See, I`m sittin` in my room, and a nigga feelin` down, steady thinkin` about how to get paid. Gotta gauge at my waist that be spellin` out murder that`ll get a nigga locked the cage. Lay my head to bed, start to thinkin` hard, money is the cause. What can I do me for? Need to hit a lick, not a bullshit, but a real lick, like robbin` a jewelry store. Select which one will I raid. Got be headin` downtown, `cause tonight`s the night. Dressed in my black, wearin` makeup on my face so a nigga can`t be seen in the spotlight. Stole two cars, and I parked one north, parked one east for the smooth switch. When a nigga bail, how the fuck he gonna tell if a nigga don`t dwell in the same shit? Climb to the roof, and I`m peepin` out the scene, and there`s no one I can spot. So I get my ass down, walked around to the window, and I broke the bitch out with a rock. Now I jump my ass in. Start to fillin` up the bag, and a nigga comin` up on these diamonds. Grabbed a couple herring bones, and some rings, and some ropes, still thinkin` how them diamonds was shining. Went to the cash register, broke the bitch open, grabbed all the money they had. And a nigga gettin` goin` gone to Bone, yeah, got to let my niggas check out my bag. And I got away smooth, `cause I had the shit planned, and ain`t no bullshit get brung up. That`s what I gotta do if I wanna get paid, `cause a nigga be creepin` on ah come up. Bizzy Stalkin` gat fools, walkin` jack moves. [*4] Downin` Jamacian spliffs, little nigga Ripsta on this lick and bang bang. Nigga that`s the clique on my brain. Yet another victim, insane. Feel the murderous nervethis twelve shot pump, and I gotta bigger gat to back me. Peelin` in my smug, thug, hoody, black skully, black khakis. Creepin` in my smug, so reapin`, peek into the window, let me cock this. Nigga must`ve been meant to be jacked, `cause here comes me hostage. Up outta the door, with a pump to her temple, should`ve seen her tremble. Push any alarms, and I drop them bombs on moms. It`s just that simple. I took my ganjas and fried `em. Don`t gimme no hassle, bitch! `Cause I`ve been scopin` for weeks, and I know y`all got some shit. Clack back me gun, hollow point mixed with dum-dum kickin`. Ladies and babies scream onto the floor. `Shut up and listen!` It`s a jack move, fools. Give me the jewels, the dope, the weed, the cheese, and answer me why and you hoes is cryin`, `cause bitches are dyin`? `Blood`n clot, get up! You dead!`: What one of them ni ggas said. Buckshot up into them dreads, and I love when I hear them pump red. One that callin` me bluff, I stuffed him with the quickness. See, made out with a smooth thirty G`s. So all bodies must bleed, I need no witness. So with-a-me slug, Mo Thug jumped into him smug. Rolled the blunt up, good stuff reefer, hitted the Bone to give up love to me thugs. `Cause I done made it clean as fuck, and I flees the scene with a buck buck, `cause a nigga be creepin` on ah come up. Stalkin` gat fools, walkin` jack moves. 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